Dubstar TX - Fisher Price Lyrics

Before you even ask
Yea I made the beat
Yea I make that shit
That make you stand
Up on ya feet
Make a nigga milly rock
Up on ya MF Street
Make you hit it in a bowl
Gotta mix it wit some keif

Tell em slow down nigga
Be courteous of the guests
They tryna throw down wit ya

Yea look
I cut that school shit short
I was up in foster care
Had to push the abort
Like damn
Hol Up
Now I'm on my own bra
Started from the bottom
So I had to get my flow up
Niggas they wanna pour up
Courtesy of the grower
Nigga it's time to roll up
So pass me the rolla

When I first started this beat makin
This beat making
I was leaving niggas walls shaking
The wall breaking
Imma saddle up and ride bitch
This my shit
F*ck them niggas
If they talking down
This my shit
Imma rep me till I bitch
That's a homicide
I got my niggas
From the Verde
And I know that
They goin ride
Huh yea
It's Dubstar once again bitch
I done came back?
Bitch I ain't never left shit
I was never leavin
Beating on the track
I can hear this bitch screaming
Yea
Young nigga on some go shit
This is mine craft
And whipping up a potion
I'm on some team shit
Whole city come together
But it's just a Dream

I could never let you stop me
Body full of fight
Bitch I'm going out like rocky
These niggas see thru
I wrk with glass
So I really mean see thru
I put it all on the track
You can catch me slipping
Never fall on my back
Make her get on all 4s like a cat
B4 the nights up
We can fall in the back
But b4 a nigga fall in a trap
You can catch me slipping
Never fall on my back

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